He Made His Presence Known

It was a crazy day when I read this comment on my blog:

Girl, why don’t you get the fuck over yourself. Has it ever occured to you that you may deserve everything you are getting. Why don’t you grow up and stop expecting a man any man at that to support you. I am not impressed by your pouring your heart out on the internet. If your baby dady hates you so much have you ever thought you deserve it. Why don’t you get off your ass stop puring your heart out on the internet and take care of you and your kids!!!!!!!Renee 05.06.05 – 2:19 pm
I’m not even gonna lie, It hurt, but the pain was strangely familiar. Those insults. That vocabulary. The tone and the passion behind the words all lead me to one conclusion: My Baby Daddy wrote this.Yes, I said MY BABY DADDY WROTE THIS COMMENT ON MY BLOG. After a little detective work I found that this comment came from the same place where he lives now. But even without that piece of information, I knew it was him. Ladies and gentleman, THIS is how he talks to me ALL THE TIME.Now I had decided not to mention it to you guys, after all, this simple knowledge that he is reading my every thought and the secrets of my heart could prompt me to close down my blog and move elsewhere, but somehow I didn’t even care if he knew all about me. I wasn’t going to compromise my writing because of him.But this morning, as he picked up my sons for the weekend we had an exchange. I am standing in my doorway and he is on my porch, the boys are jumping up and down and running around at the thought of being with their daddy.”Hey, are you gonna give me my $20 for the t-shirts I bought them, you said you would?” I ask.”No.””Why not?””Since you say I don’t do anything for the boys.””I never said that.””Yes you did.””When?””On your blog?””How do you know about my blog?””I had to go there because “people” are calling me and asking me if that shit is true?”I stare at him intensely.He smirks and walks away.”So what about my money?” I call after him.”I’m going to get the boys hair cuts with that money, since you say I don’t do anything for the boys.”I ain’t never said nothing like that.********************A couple of people asked me before what I would do if I found out that he was reading my blog. I shrugged it off, thinking, “Why would he spend time reading about my life? Why would he care? How would he ever find it?”I guess he DOES care. A LOT. Enough to come back everyday and even comment!To the person who told him about this blog, THANKS SO MUCH! You have known me for years and you should KNOW that I am many things, but a liar is not one of them. And now that I have your attention—– A few words for my baby daddy****Thanks for visiting. It’s always nice to meet a new fan.~Ms. TeeI WILL NOT COMPROMISE MY WRITING.